When Xiao Zhe woke up, it was almost dark, and Xiao Lou Zheng was still asleep on his side in the bed.

Staring at the mottled ceiling overhead, Xiao Zhe suddenly sat up, and then opened the drawer next to the bed.

Take out a book in the drawer, quickly open it, take out the money in the book and count it.

Six hundred and sixty pieces.

Xiao Zhe turned his head and glanced at Lou Zheng, took the more than 600 yuan, leaned on the head of the bed and thought about things.

Since he plans to adopt Lou Zheng, he must not continue to mix like this, this time, whether it is to check Lou Zheng's body or to hospitalize himself, he has spent a lot of money.

Although the remaining six hundred yuan seems to be a lot, if it was him before, he would definitely have to be at ease for a while, but not now.

After the New Year, Xiao Zhe wanted to send Lou Zheng to school, the house they live in now is too small, and he can do it alone, but it is not very convenient to have more Lou Zheng, so the house must also be changed, plus the living expenses of two people, which together is a lot of money.

The 600 yuan is not a top matter at all, at most it is enough for them to spend until the New Year.

It is no longer realistic to sell tea eggs again, the last time he went to the bus station, the small vendors there began to boil tea eggs for sale, and the price had already fallen.

The little girl is very sticky to him, and it is impractical for him to go to work.

Xiao Zhe's eyes fell on the book "The Great Speculator" on the table, which had already been read. After listening to Xie Kun's words, Xiao Zhe felt more and more that stock trading was a good way.

You don't have to go out to work on time every day, you can still make money, and you can free up time to take care of your children. It was just perfect.

It's just that no matter what you do, you need capital, and he only has six hundred in his hands at present, so he really can't do anything.

Let's find a way to make some money first.

Xiao Zhe put the money back in the book and clamped it, then took out a piece of paper from the table, put one hand behind his head, and leaned on the head of the bed to watch.

There were many things scattered on this piece of paper, which Xie Kun told him when he was talking to Xie Kun on the phone.

Many of them were books that Xie Kun suggested he read to enter the industry, and some stock market opinions, and finally said that it was better for him to get a computer and learn some basic computer operations. This can be controlled directly from a computer. It will be a lot more convenient.

At this time in country Z, even color televisions were not popular, let alone computers, and the market price of a computer was at least 3,000 yuan. For the current economic level of Xiao Zhe. It's just a fool's dream.

He was in no position to consider this opinion at all.

But those books. But you can buy it back and take a look at it first.

After thinking about it like this. Xiao Zhe took out 200 yuan and planned to take advantage of the end of school tomorrow to go to the largest Xinhua bookstore in Lanxin City. There are still some books that can't be bought, so I can only ask Xie Kun to buy them in Shanghai and send them over.

At present, the only two stock exchanges in China are in Shanghai and Shenzhen. Shanghai is a first-tier city in China, Lanxin City is the city of Shanghai, and it is only a little more than two hours' drive from Lanxin City to Shanghai.

No matter how much he hears, it is better to see with his own eyes and feel deeply, Xiao Zhe also plans to wait for him to be free, go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange in person, go to the stock exchange, and ask Xie Kun in person by the way.

After school that day, Xiao Zhe took Xiao Lou Zheng to take the bus to the largest Xinhua bookstore in the south of the city.

This Xinhua bookstore has just been renovated and is divided into four floors, each with a different type of book.

There are also tables and chairs placed next to the bookshelves, which can be used for people to temporarily flip through the books.

Xiao Zhe pulled Lou Zheng and glanced at the classification of books written on the floor at the door of the stairs, and the two went directly to the third floor.

Xiao Zhe's financial books are on the third row of bookshelves, the back shelves are military, and the left bookshelf is medical books.

Xiao Zhe first took the little guy to the military bookshelf and glanced at it, asked her to choose a good book, and then saw that the little girl took another book on herbal medicine, and didn't care about her, just because she liked to read the herbal illustrations in the book. At the entrance of the stairs on the right, there is a small area with a few tables and chairs, and there are very few people, except for an old man with gray hair sitting there reading glasses and reading.

Xiao Zhe arranged the little Lou Zheng there and let her see it by herself, and after telling the little guy twice, he limped to the bookshelf he wanted to check, and as soon as he looked up, he could see Lou Zheng sitting in the reading area, so he chose books with peace of mind.

The older Pan gets, the more presbyopia gets worse, and when he looks at the small words on the book, he just can't see clearly, and the reading glasses are blurry no matter how he puts them.

I couldn't help but take off my glasses angrily, sighed, and muttered softly complaining, what do these printing houses do to eat, and they print the words so small one by one, obviously they don't want him to read books!

A few meanings!

Take a good look at what kind of publishing house this is, turn around and call and criticize it severely!

Pan Lao was puzzled by himself, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a little girl who was only a few years old sitting diagonally opposite him, holding a book and reading it!

Well~ The book that this little girl is holding is good, the words on it are big enough, and he can see it clearly without wearing reading glasses - "Weapon Knowledge", yes, the old military magazine in China, he sometimes reads it.

Pan Lao nodded secretly, but he felt a little disobedient no matter how he looked at it!

Suddenly, Pan Lao's eyes lit up, and he stared straight at the little girl opposite, and finally realized that something was strange.

A little girl who looks like she is only five years old, shouldn't she read villain books, comic books, or at most scribble and draw children's picture books, how can she look at such things that adults see? I also watched it with relish.

There weren't many bright and interesting pictures in that magazine, all of them were weapons of narration, and there were many descriptions, which most people found boring and boring, let alone a child who was only a few years old.

Besides, just a little bean ding, I'm afraid I don't know a few words, right?

The more Pan looked at it, the more curious he became, he took the book in his hand, got up lightly and walked around to Xiao Lou Zheng and sat down.

He also pretended to open the book in his hand, but his eyes glanced at Lou Zheng.

The page that the little guy is looking at doesn't have a picture at all, it's all introductory text, but this little guy is really looking at it seriously!

The little hands are still moving line by line on the book!

Pan Lao hid his surprise, and glanced at the book of herbology that had not yet been opened on Lou Zheng's right hand.

After about a quarter of an hour, the little girl finished browsing the military magazine, then closed it and put it aside, and opened the book of herbology.

At this time, the little guy was still muttering a few words while watching, and Pan Lao faintly heard a few voices, "No, how do I remember that this is not the case, I don't seem to have seen this herb." "That's the kind of thing you want. (To be continued......)

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